Fake Love

September 30, 2009
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Hidden intentions,
never mentioned.

Lack of motion,
no devotion.

Love so sinuous,
oh, so arduous.

All buried deep
never-ending sleep.

Our covering veil
our bitter ale.

Fade to black,
it's all intact.

Light comes on,
we're gone.

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